'I wonder how the others are doing?' Grey said inwardly as his thoughts drifted to the few people he had become familiar with after he entered Sky Mist city.
His thoughts first drifted to the Captain, who always had a crazy but sweet smile on her face that made him shudder each time he saw it. He imagined her sitting with her leg cross over his desk at this moment.
He remembered the words she said to strictly practice the Forbidden Monarch art for the war against the Devil's race that would be coming up in the next two months.
"If the small pocket dimension expels we cultivators in a month and and a half, I should be able to make it back to the academy in time to participate in the war, if nothing goes wrong that is." Grey mumbled to himself quietly.
